Chapter 588 The Mafia King is shot

Chapter 588 The Mafia King is shot

*A while earlier before the call*

There was nothing more to be done now. Jiang Zhen and Li Dong had heard everything, and watched their own downfall.

The worst state out of the two was Jiang Zhen's, who was not only physically shot and wounded on his face but mentally was becoming worse and worse. The realization was beginning to dawn on him that he had lost everything.

From his Mafia King's position to Lihua, he saw everything slipping away from his hands like sand disappearing into the air. The physical pain burned in his body, but the feeling of losing everything was utterly damaging to his mind.

No…I have not lost…I won…

Wei was kneeling in front of me…He was helpless…His family was helpless…

Lihua was at my side…Haha yes she was at my side and Wei was staring at her so hopelessly…

I won! I am the winner! This is all a dream! As if Wei can ever win against me! I finally…finally took my revenge from him. I finally snatched everything from him.

My years of revenge are finally over! Jiang Zhen is the winner! Jiang Zhen will always be the winner!

Wei cornering me? Hah! It's impossible! Nobody can drive me into a corner…he chuckled to himself.

Xinyue shrugged. "I am bored now. He already knows whatever he had to and honestly, I don't like him laughing like that. It's creepy. Just dump him into your base, and we will have our fun with him later on."

Charles winked. "Of course. This cannot be his end. He has to suffer much, much more. A bullet and bruise on the thigh is way too little."

Wei agreed. He could deal with Jiang Zhen later. Right now…

He only wanted to go back to Lihua's side. He wished to envelope her in his embrace and kiss her senseless. He desired to feel her soft body pressed against hug and gaze at her beautiful face.

Not only Jiang Zhen, but there was much more to handle as well. The Cheng family was back. He knew it was also the time to reveal what had happened in their childhood to Lihua. Jia was alive, and that was a whole nother can of worms waiting to be opened.

There were many more things to take care of, and he wanted to spend time with Lihua as much as possible before these matters distracted them again.

His body was already trembling, imagining the time of when he would hold his wife.

Lihua…

The warmth in his eyes then vanished, and he stared at Chang Fang. "Take him away."

Chang Fang straightened up. "Yes, Boss!"

Xinyue narrowed his eyes. "You handle this. I…" he thought about Shen Yang, and his countenance turned cold, "I have to deal with someone else too. A little more thoroughly."

Anna observed the glint in his eyes and eagerly looked at her boyfriend. "Charles! Should we go too?"

Charles touched his chin thoughtfully. "Why not, honey? That bastard Shen Yang was the main reason why this bastard here could act so cocky. I would love to see his expression when he knows that I am back," he sneered. "He killed many of my loyal men. My hands are twitching to have some violent fun with him."

She giggled. "He is already having a lot of fun."

"Which I would definitely like to witness. Cheng Xinyue! I hope you don't mind if we…"

He shrugged. "I don't care. Just don't bother me when I am dealing with him."

The trio left while Chang Fang and the Sparkling Water gang leader dragged Jiang Zhen up. "Get up, you fucker!"

Li Dong trembled watching the scene unfold.

Jiang Zhen is gone. I am a goner too…I am dead…Bojing will now…

Jia thought about it and said, "Wait, I will come with you too."

Mingshen blinked and seemed extremely dissatisfied. "Spicy! How could you leave me alone here? Oh, no problem! I will come with you too!"

She glared at him. "No thanks! You stay here, idiot. Can you not see Bojing's state? It seems that he is in control as long as you are here. If you leave, he might go berserk."

He grinned. "That is obvious. I had mentally trained him never to attack Yang Mingshen~ Don't worry, Spicy! I will add your name to the list today itself!"

Her mouth twitched. She glanced at Zexi and her voice softened. "You come with me too."

Zexi furiously shook her head. "No! I will stay with Bojing."

Jia was surprised.

"I don't care what state he is in. He can be as dangerous as he wants. But I don't want to leave him."

Mingshen narrowed his eyes. "Oh? Crybaby Bojing has got a fan?"

"T-that's not it!" She slightly blushed.

Wei stared at Jia with an unreadable expression. He didn't give any reaction nor did Jia need any. "I am coming with you, and that is it, Jiang Wei."

Mingshen shook Bojing's shoulder. "Kill that fucker as soon as possible! I wanna join Spicy!"

Li Dong was horrified. "No, no! Don't kill me! Yang Mingshen, I-I will do anything you wish! I will become your slave-"

"Not interested," Mingshen yawned. "Go ahead, Bojing. Take your revenge," his eyes glinted with malice. "This was the fucker who killed your family and tortured you for nine years. Give him the worst death possible."

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Jia and Wei walked at a distance on the same level, heading outside Li Dong's base while Chang Fang and another guard carried an unconscious Jiang Zhen, his head lolled downwards. Behind them, Jiang Hua slowly followed them, carrying Ruru in her arms. She stared at her husband's figure with an unreadable expression.

There was complete silence.

Wei had a lot of questions in his mind but mostly were reserved for Mingshen.

Jia was in no mood to talk to him either.

But amidst the silence, there was a sudden movement. Jiang Zhen opened his eyes, gathered the last bit of his strength, overcoming all the physical pain and pushed Chang Fang and the guard away, grabbing the guard's gun in an instant.

"Die! Jiang Wei! Die!" He manically laughed. "DIE!!!"

Wei noticed the gun pointing from the corner of his eyes - not at him but at Jia. The pain had made Jiang Zhen dizzy and blurred his vision.

Everything happened in a split second, and the sound of the bullet rang in the air.

The bullet which was supposed to accidentally hit Jia made its mark eventually when Wei grabbed her wrist and pushed her away, the bullet piercing his chest.